Hushed Willows and you've been doing what, exactly?

Her uncertainty made Tambourine scrunch up his face. He was so confused. Then she mentioned competition. It took him a couple of seconds to remember what that word meant. Even when he teased out its general meaning, he still didn't get how it applied to the conversation at hand. He had no idea why Buchanan had come up or what he had to with anything.

"I don't get it," he announced after a beat, then shrugged himself. He liked Banner and enjoyed her company but he didn't actually know the first thing about love or attraction, so his disappointment about all of it was very superficial and short-lived. In any case, he supposed the answer to his first question was a solid "nope." And that was okay.

"I don't really know Buchanan," Tambourine revealed as he began walking again, eager to continue their night patrol. "That's a funny name," he added, glancing sideways. "It sounds like butt cannon!" he realized out loud, giggling childishly.